accomplished.
Kerrigan zipped through crowds of business people along the sidewalk as she hurried back to the office on shaky legs, her head spinning and her heart hammered in her chest. She mulled over the hug-almost-kiss or whatever had just happened. Remembering the feeling of Axel’s body pressed against hers, his hands caressing the small of her back and his hot breath and soft kisses on her neck made her knees buckle. Nearly going down right there on the sideway, she spotted her rescue a few feet ahead. She made a frantic dash and threw her arms around the lamppost to steady and keep her upright. Opened-mouth stares and quizzical frowns of passersby greeted her.
“Miss, are you all right?” A woman’s small hand touched her shoulder.
Closing her eyes, she threw her head back and let out a small laugh. “Yes, I need my head examined, but I’m fine. Thank you.”
The door slammed. She rushed over to the desk and tossed herself into the seat. Her reaction was ridiculous. If he had succeeded in his attempt to kiss her, she would have burst into flames right there on the spot. Groaning loudly, she buried her head in her folded arms on the desk. Axel being away for a week was good. Distance was good—just the reprieve needed to calm her raging hormones and regain her senses, yet she was too far-gone now having tasted his appetite for her. The minutes ticked away slowly as the afternoon dragged along. Knowing she wouldn’t see him next week, she slumped over her desk lacking any motivation to work, her mind distracted by a whirling sea of emotions churning her belly and thoughts flooding her mind.
The sound of an incoming email snatched her from her musing. A personal email from Axel appeared in her in-box.
4:43 p.m. on Friday, August 24
To: Kerrigan Mulls
From: Axel Christensen
Subject: Next Week
Hi Kerrigan,
As always, I enjoyed your company at lunch today, especially the end. I’ll have to go away often. Check your email while I’m gone.
...to be continued .
Your friend,
Axel
P.S. – Don’t go out on any dates this weekend.
A sharp pang struck her chest . He was a flirt, but his words and actions held something more promising. At least she wanted to believe that. She decided not to write back. She would wait for another email from him. As the day dragged on, she couldn’t wait, for the weekend to start. There had been strange stares and hushed conversations happening throughout the office. She tried to ignore them, but they still bothered her. Finally, at six o’clock her day ended. She packed her things and headed home. Axel would be missed.
CHAPTER EIGHT
The weekend whirled pass, and the week crawled along slowly. The first email Kerrigan received from Axel came Saturday morning.
9:02 a.m. on Saturday, August 25
To: Kerrigan Mulls
From: Axel Christensen
Subject: Hello from Denver
Hi Kerrigan,
I arrived in Denver safely. It’s lovely here. I’m going to meet with the owners today, and then I’m heading to tour and go sightseeing. Wish you could be here with me to see this place. It’s magnificent.
Your Friend,
Axel
11:00 a.m. on Saturday, August 25
To: Axel Christensen
From: Kerrigan Mulls
Subject: Re: Hello from Denver
Hi Axel,
I’m glad your flight went well. I hope your meeting goes well too. Take some pictures on your tour. I’d like to see them.
Your Friend,
Kerrigan
7:34 a.m. on Sunday, August 26
To: Kerrigan Mulls
From: Axel Christensen
Subject: At your request
Hey Kerrigan,
The tour was excellent. I’ve been here before, but never had a chance to enjoy the place. I’m in love with Denver. I’ll have to come back, but next time I’ll bring you with me. I’ve attached some photos. You’ll notice me in some them. I’m the lonely guy who wishes his friend was here too.
Your Friend,
Axel
9:16 a.m. on Sunday, August 26
To: Axel Christensen
From: Kerrigan Mulls
Subject: Lonely in Denver
Axel,
Thanks for sharing those pictures with me! Although
Kerrigan zipped through crowds of business people along the sidewalk as she hurried back to the office on shaky legs, her head spinning and her heart hammered in her chest. She mulled over the hug-almost-kiss or whatever had just happened. Remembering the feeling of Axel’s body pressed against hers, his hands caressing the small of her back and his hot breath and soft kisses on her neck made her knees buckle. Nearly going down right there on the sideway, she spotted her rescue a few feet ahead. She made a frantic dash and threw her arms around the lamppost to steady and keep her upright. Opened-mouth stares and quizzical frowns of passersby greeted her.
“Miss, are you all right?” A woman’s small hand touched her shoulder.
Closing her eyes, she threw her head back and let out a small laugh. “Yes, I need my head examined, but I’m fine. Thank you.”
The door slammed. She rushed over to the desk and tossed herself into the seat. Her reaction was ridiculous. If he had succeeded in his attempt to kiss her, she would have burst into flames right there on the spot. Groaning loudly, she buried her head in her folded arms on the desk. Axel being away for a week was good. Distance was good—just the reprieve needed to calm her raging hormones and regain her senses, yet she was too far-gone now having tasted his appetite for her. The minutes ticked away slowly as the afternoon dragged along. Knowing she wouldn’t see him next week, she slumped over her desk lacking any motivation to work, her mind distracted by a whirling sea of emotions churning her belly and thoughts flooding her mind.
The sound of an incoming email snatched her from her musing. A personal email from Axel appeared in her in-box.
4:43 p.m. on Friday, August 24
To: Kerrigan Mulls
From: Axel Christensen
Subject: Next Week
Hi Kerrigan,
As always, I enjoyed your company at lunch today, especially the end. I’ll have to go away often. Check your email while I’m gone.
...to be continued .
Your friend,
Axel
P.S. – Don’t go out on any dates this weekend.
A sharp pang struck her chest . He was a flirt, but his words and actions held something more promising. At least she wanted to believe that. She decided not to write back. She would wait for another email from him. As the day dragged on, she couldn’t wait, for the weekend to start. There had been strange stares and hushed conversations happening throughout the office. She tried to ignore them, but they still bothered her. Finally, at six o’clock her day ended. She packed her things and headed home. Axel would be missed.
CHAPTER EIGHT
The weekend whirled pass, and the week crawled along slowly. The first email Kerrigan received from Axel came Saturday morning.
9:02 a.m. on Saturday, August 25
To: Kerrigan Mulls
From: Axel Christensen
Subject: Hello from Denver
Hi Kerrigan,
I arrived in Denver safely. It’s lovely here. I’m going to meet with the owners today, and then I’m heading to tour and go sightseeing. Wish you could be here with me to see this place. It’s magnificent.
Your Friend,
Axel
11:00 a.m. on Saturday, August 25
To: Axel Christensen
From: Kerrigan Mulls
Subject: Re: Hello from Denver
Hi Axel,
I’m glad your flight went well. I hope your meeting goes well too. Take some pictures on your tour. I’d like to see them.
Your Friend,
Kerrigan
7:34 a.m. on Sunday, August 26
To: Kerrigan Mulls
From: Axel Christensen
Subject: At your request
Hey Kerrigan,
The tour was excellent. I’ve been here before, but never had a chance to enjoy the place. I’m in love with Denver. I’ll have to come back, but next time I’ll bring you with me. I’ve attached some photos. You’ll notice me in some them. I’m the lonely guy who wishes his friend was here too.
Your Friend,
Axel
9:16 a.m. on Sunday, August 26
To: Axel Christensen
From: Kerrigan Mulls
Subject: Lonely in Denver
Axel,
Thanks for sharing those pictures with me! Although
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